Every now and then you have to shift gears and put the old hunting stories on the back burner. Ain’t much to talk about anyway as the deer seem to be winning most of the skirmishes.
The golfer with the almost perfect form is my 4-year old grand-son Kyle Pafford. He’s a dynamo of a sports nut if ever there was one. He plays everything that has a bat, ball, club, or racket with it! He was really bummed out that his Tigers lost their playoff game the other day, as his dad had tickets to the Yankee playoff series. Oh well!
Kyle hit a bucket of balls, with some of them going about 60 yards, and they were straight as an arrow. Kyle keeps his “head” on the ball, has a fantastic follow through, and is starting to get his feet doing what their supposed to do. His club grip is good, and his back-swing is slow and smooth. Can anyone say “Tiger Woods Junior?”
.I just hope “ole gramps” is able to stick around long enough to watch this kid play high school sports. It don’t hurt that he’s cute as a button with 2″ eyelashes and is smart as a whip besides. Oh that’s enough bragging on my little buddy for now. It was good to spend the day with him even if he wouldn’t take a nap for me.
Kyle “launching” another Nike into the neighbors yard.
You could have another Tiger on your hands there, Mike. That’s a good looking swing. I’m betting he could beat me.
Is little Tiger giving lessons? I took my dad for a round of 18 holes to celebrate his early retirement and after my round I think I’m the one who needs to retire. From golf that is.
Never apoligize for bragging on grandkids!!… they all are just awesome little beings! I can sure see why “ole gramps” is taken in by this little “tiger”!